After the plain-clothed scholar left, the storm around Bulao Mountain slowly dissipated and returned to calm.

The people in the hut hurried out.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you, it's all because the disciple is incompetent, and he can't accompany the teacher to resist the senior brother. ”

It was the discarded dick who spoke.

The old man bounced off the ground with a rub, pointed at the second child and scolded: "You bastard, don't call him senior brother, I don't have such a disciple." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he swept past the crowd and walked straight to the hut.

The crowd sighed.

The relationship between the plain-clothed scholar and the old man is known all over the world, and it is precisely because of this relationship that the Immortal Mountain, who has lost most of his luck, can survive in the cultivation world where the strong are respected.

It's just a matter of breathing.

Dao Yuan looked at his senior brother and sister, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable, originally the teacher wanted to rely on the remaining half of the luck of the Immortal Mountain to cut off the cause and effect line that had been suppressing the senior brother and sister, but now everything is empty.

The appearance of the plain-clothed scholar made everything come to naught.

The second child is disabled in both eyes.

The third child lost both arms.

The fourth child lost both legs.

The fifth child was the most miserable, losing his heart, and had survived all these years by relying on the old man's innate Taoist qi.

The sixth is the Dao Yuan, which is called the Taoist Taoist Dao Zang who walks in the world.

Daozang, is a collection of all the supreme Taoist Dharma classics, Daozang has been stored in the Taoist world of merit pagoda, for countless years, not no one has entered, may learn very few techniques, people who go in at most learn one or two vulgar methods.

But no one has ever read the Daozang, because the methods written by the Daozang are all Taoist forbidden techniques, and the power is too strong, and no one has ever read it, and it is well protected by the Taoist world.

But the appearance of Dogen changed all that.

The people of the whole world saw with their own eyes that Daozang turned into a streamer and rushed into the center of Dao Yuan's eyebrows, blending into the boy's whole body, into the boy's limbs and bones, dissolving into flesh and blood, and returning to the boy.

Although the scholar in plain clothes is a Confucian sage and his strength is at the pinnacle of the world, he is still very greedy for this Daozang that can make him further powerful.

So he didn't hesitate to leave the high hall and lose the incense to take Dao Yuan away, but in the end, he was still blocked from cause and effect.

Although the scholar in plain clothes is a saint, he still doesn't want to be contaminated with cause and effect, because cause and effect is really troublesome, and if you want to cut it, you have to trace it back to the source, which is really troublesome.

The plain-clothed scholar knew that it was not possible to rob hard, so he made this decision and took away all the remaining luck of the Bulao Mountain, wanting to force the master and apprentice to comply.

The old man sat on the futon, meditating and pranayama, although the scholar in plain clothes did not make a heavy hand, but the golden words of the sage were still difficult to endure for a while.

The six disciples all sat around the old man.

Soon the old man opened his eyes.

"Motoko, what did you feel. ”

Dogen said, "The aura of the Immortal Mountain is drying up, and the luck has disappeared. ”

The old man said: "Then there is no need for the existence of Bulao Mountain, I will leave with your five senior brothers in a while, and I will send you another task." ”

"Teacher, you say. ”

The old man's right hand was raised slightly, and the hut disappeared, turning into a wooden sword and falling into his hand.

The old man said: "There is the core of the immortal mountain luck in this wooden sword, and it is also a gift for the teacher. ”

The old man had a thought, and the wooden sword floated in front of Dogen, and it was suspended for a while and fell steadily in the latter's hand.

Dogen asked, "Teacher, does this sword have a name?"

The old man replied: "There is no name, you look at it, there is nothing for the teacher, it is just a mountain, a thatched hut, and now the thatched hut is given to you, the teacher hopes to see you again next time, and your strength can allow the teacher to give you this mountain." ”

Dogen kowtowed: "Disciple must be!"

The old man turned his head to look at the other five people: "Your abandonment also has my problems, but the people who hurt you are always a generation younger than me, and the teacher can't ask for cause and effect without shame, and he can help you repair your organs without that cause and effect, but the criminals are here, and they are completely destroyed." ”

The old man said and looked at Dao Yuan: "Yuanzi, the next thing is the task I want to give you." ”

Dogen kowtowed again: "The disciple respectfully listens to the teacher's orders." ”

The old man got up and took the other five people into his own small world, and said: "There is only one way to save your five senior brothers now, that is, to find the person who hurt your five senior brothers back then, defeat him, cut the line of cause and effect, and return your five senior brothers to their health, can you do it?"

The person who was able to defeat his five senior brothers back then was afraid that his strength was far superior to his five senior brothers, and after many years, that person's strength was already at its peak, although he had a way to hide, it would take a lot of time to complete.

"Yes, the disciple must complete the teacher's instructions and save the five senior brothers from fire and water. Dogen replied.

The old man nodded, satisfied with the young man's answer. The next moment, the old man's figure slowly floated up, and with a flick of his right hand, Dogen arrived at the foot of the Immortal Mountain.

The old man waved his right hand again, and the entire immortal mountain rose from the ground, making a roaring sound.

The mountain began to shrink as it floated, until it finally turned into a remnant sword and disappeared in the former's hand.

The old man glanced at the young man on the ground, turned around and disappeared, leaving only a word floating into the young man's ears,

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, practice as a virtuous person, protect your eyes, remember, remember. ”